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Tuesday, February 13, 2007
 
Sleep

Friday night I went to bed around 8:30 and didn't rise until nearly noon on Saturday. That was my first 12-hour night in at least six months. I don't indulge like that often, but the experience is nearly as enjoyable as my more regular indulgences. I feel like it's been just since about the beginning of the year or so that I am sleeping well again. My little accident wrecked havoc on my sleep patterns. I had previously always slept well which was something that even then I didn't take for granted. Not being able to sleep soundly is a terrible curse. My body seems to rather naturally want to sleep until 11 or so in the morning. There is not a morning that I awake to my alarm where I can just roll right out of bed and get started. Every morning seems a struggle. Some of this is surely lack of engagement with my job and the waking world in general. I need a job that starts at noon, perhaps. I think I worked such a schedule a few times back in the earlier part of the twenty-first century, but I really don't recall now how that worked for me.